<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18237879</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:34:55.324+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Say something...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Johann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10303095287929646738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18237879.post-113671093504274820</id><published>2006-01-08T09:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T14:39:00.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a dream isn't a dream unless the circunstances are against it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;This past year I learn many things, but one in especial.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The fact that dreams are a big part of every human been, and are the especial ingridient to bring hope to our lives. Whatever this dream could be, it give us strength and hope that one day, in a close or long away future, they will be real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Real as frustration or success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Frustration if a dream never becomes alive. There is not a more real thing as frustration, eventhough be avoid it or try to forget it, it is real. Not even the greatest, richest, wisest king is save from it. Not even the poorest of the poorest can forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But hopefully dreams have to faces, and the other one is succesfulnes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;A heart full of succesfulness will florish as the most beautiful flower in the nature. The feeling of observing a dream becoming real is unique and bring power in it. A dream that became true is a open door of hope to a bigger and greater dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thanks God that the ability of dreaming is free and at the hand of every singel human been in the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If I stop dreaming, my reality changes to death"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep dreaming, or at least hold fast to the one you have. If none is able to be find, creat one, but never, never stop dreaming!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18237879-113671093504274820?l=read-johann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/feeds/113671093504274820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18237879&amp;postID=113671093504274820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113671093504274820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113671093504274820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/2006/01/dream-isnt-dream-unless-circunstances.html' title='a dream isn&apos;t a dream unless the circunstances are against it'/><author><name>Johann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10303095287929646738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18237879.post-113059615775805806</id><published>2005-10-29T16:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:45:31.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..thinking with a wet head..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night I slept in the woods. Stay the whole night talking under the rain about one only topic with two friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's really interesting to hear the different concepts, ideas, experiences and perspectives about one and only topic. I eat about 5 hot dogs (norwegian style hot dogs) and keep talking, hearing and thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of the first round, when one was over to tell his experiences, I could identify myself with some part of them, and felt I was not the only one who sometimes thought of doing something that seemed crazy stuff. Since he has done it before, I felt more real and human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After I told my situation, the graceful looks and earings that were there captived by what I was telling made me feel that it is allow to make mistakes, and that the world still spins without me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end when everybody had finished telling the stories, a quite silent was in us. Maybe many comments, and more to say. Maybe a list of instructions of what each of the others should do, and sure we could look at each other and feel save 'cause we were not the ones living a situation like that. But none did so, each keep silent on and applyed some sort of graceful allowence to learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each of us has a lot to learn, but sharing our experiences and hearing each other makes us feel that what we are living is not that crazy as we thought, there is more to learn and some more mistakes to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Talking in trasparency is a great tool for a good fellowship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am glad to have people to talk openly with and know that the only thing that stop us judging one another is the Grace of God applied to our lifes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18237879-113059615775805806?l=read-johann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/feeds/113059615775805806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18237879&amp;postID=113059615775805806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113059615775805806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113059615775805806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/2005/10/thinking-with-wet-head.html' title='..thinking with a wet head..'/><author><name>Johann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10303095287929646738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18237879.post-113036609495292841</id><published>2005-10-27T00:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T13:02:44.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..darling: to you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darling,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;I have been thinking about you very much lately. I found that there is one thing that puts me really insecure, makes me shiver and feel adrenalin coming from the deepest of my heart. It is not a common feeling, not comparable to the little butterflies that I feel when I have to do something exciting. I don't know if it is correct to think so much on you but I just do it.
Today I found the reason why I become so insecure, well one of many thought. I would like to be a present to you like you are to me.
Always, I try to picture you and have a fresh portrait of you in my mind, but I can't. You complete my life in so many ways that you image is different from each side I look at you, if I need to laugh you are there, if I need a hug or to cry your shoulder is ready and if I need to be corrected you kindly wisdom is there.
I have been thanking God for you since a long time, and everytime I am with him, I can only long to take you there closer to him, not because only I can do it, but 'cause we need each other to walk to Him.
There are really many thinks that God has asked me to give you and do to you. Not only to serve you, but to take care of you, give you security, give you my gifts so that you can be completed, love you and give myself to you. I read that list, and see that I can't do it now. I don't feel ready, and good is that I don't need to be perfectly ready but to train to feel up the list.
I feel underserving of receiving a beautiful princess like you, and not only beautiful 'cause I see you like, but 'cause our creator says so.
I would like to promise you a lot today, but I know I can't. I would like to have you near today but it's not allow, God still keeps you in his dwellings 'till He sees it is time for me to receive the greatest token of his grace:You.
The only thing it is allow for me to promise is to grow in Him to learn to be a godly man in the image of our Savior. Leaving the habits and fighting the goog battle of faith give up my weeknesses and lifting glory to His name. So, when the glorious meeting day comes, I 'll receive you ready to be what God wants me to be for you walking beside you and growing in the knowledge of Him even more.
With love to my wife.(the one that I have not meet yet...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18237879-113036609495292841?l=read-johann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/feeds/113036609495292841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18237879&amp;postID=113036609495292841' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113036609495292841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113036609495292841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/2005/10/darling-to-you.html' title='..darling: to you..'/><author><name>Johann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10303095287929646738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18237879.post-113021593842948000</id><published>2005-10-25T06:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:38:57.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..six thirty in the morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's to those who wake up early who God helps to....." that is something I kind of heard very often in my country. I really feel that it can be truth. My body feels in a zomby situation now, and almost incapable of movement I have to crawl to the bathroom, where I almost sleept on the trone of meditations, and wouldn't be 'cause I am really in a hurry now, I would stay there for longer time, trying to catch my dreams up. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really needed help to be awere of my actions today. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am goning to another town, 50 min from here, must take two busses to get there, and must wake up a friend who will present, as me, the program we were part of in the school I was last year here in Norway. It would be really fun, so while I drink my the tomtae soup that I promissed my body since we run out of bread, I must say enjoy ur days as the last ones. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.. And may God help us on those early mornings as He does it through the days. The best of waking up early is that we got to enjoy the day that He created for us longer than often.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18237879-113021593842948000?l=read-johann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/feeds/113021593842948000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18237879&amp;postID=113021593842948000' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113021593842948000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113021593842948000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/2005/10/six-thirty-in-morning.html' title='..six thirty in the morning...'/><author><name>Johann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10303095287929646738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18237879.post-113017295938761420</id><published>2005-10-24T18:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:21:52.880+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..so a blog started..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok ok... I got trap in this too. Hopefully will not take much time from my every-busy-day shedule.
With this blog I got the impression that it can kind of become interesting if I can write some fun and not-nerdy stuff so people can write some comments and impressions about my so over-thought posts.
In case that anybody writes back, so I would have to start writting all the "secret-stuff" I know about everybody so I got some back-response from you.... he he. (just trying to scare some of you so u can write).
Now must cook something, otherwise will not keep my friend willy fed. (willy: my closest friend. a little-long tapeworm in my stomach.)
Yeah bro... I'll finish now.
P.D. To find out if this was not a 100% nerd post, check out this test:
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.armory.com/tests/nerd.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.armory.com/tests/nerd.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18237879-113017295938761420?l=read-johann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/feeds/113017295938761420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18237879&amp;postID=113017295938761420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113017295938761420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18237879/posts/default/113017295938761420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://read-johann.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-blog-started.html' title='..so a blog started..'/><author><name>Johann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10303095287929646738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
